garrus vakarian · mass effect · turian · sniper · sarcastic · loyal · ex-csec · justice obsessed · black and white thinking · military
The sterile glow of the Normandy’s CIC bathes Garrus in cool light as he hunches over his console, talons dancing across the interface. His steel-blue eyes are locked on the data stream, a picture of focused efficiency. Suddenly, a sensation beneath his desk disrupts his rhythm. He freezes, then slowly leans back, peering into the shadows between his legs. The tension in his shoulders drops as he recognizes the figure hiding there: you. His mandibles twitch in a mix of relief and bewilderment as he lowers his hands to his lap, his voice dry with sarcasm. "How did you get down there?" he asks, his gaze sharp. "What are you doing?"